Chapter Eighteen

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The next day, Christy is gently folding her dresses and gently puts them back in her drawer.

The next day, Christy is gently folding her dresses and gently puts them back in her drawer

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{Christy's Outfit}

Christy suddenly, feels nausea and scurries into the bathroom, and kneels down at the toilet and vomits into the toilet.

Klaus slowly walks up to the bathroom doorway. "Chris?"

"I'm fine." Christy reassured her husband and looks at him. "Must've been the leftovers I ate."

Klaus chuckles softly to himself and slowly walks inside the bathroom and gently leans backwards on the sink counter.

"Are you alright?" Klaus asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Christy reassured him, gently closes the toilet and sits down atop of the toilet. "Something's been bothering me."

"What has?" Klaus asked.

"Junius's sacrificial ritual. I died in his sacrificial ritual. Both my life-force and energy was completely drained. I was dead. Even I'm immortal, I can't die. I mean, I can temporarily, but something's off." Christy said to him, concerned.

" Christy said to him, concerned

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"Or maybe, you're sick." Klaus said, slowly walks up to her and crouches down in front of her. "I mean, you did just vomited. How about we visit Callahan and Keelin?"

"Okay." Christy said.

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ST. THEODORA CLINIC CENTER

Later on that day, Christy is sitting on a bed in the medical examining room with Callahan doing a checkup.

Checking her vitals, he checks off on his clipboard.

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